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Jan 27, 2022 7:15 PM
A sorcerer Zero summons an angel Sunburst.
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His grip on her wrists tightens.

This is a place for creatures and other oddities to be bought and sold. You look like you fall into that category to me.” 

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She's learned from the last time she tried this. This time when she swings her head forward, halo blazing, she goes for the throat.

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Kestrel yells into the warehouse behind them, as her halo slits the man’s throat, blood rushing out to coat the front of her shirt. 

“We’ve got a fucking code red people, stop standing around! There’s an angel loose!”

At the word “angel”, much of the crowd (at least, those within earshot) goes silent, and then there’s a rush to the stairway. An inhumanly tall man stretches an inhumanly long arm up to her wings — almost fully exposed now — and jerks.

”Hello little angel,” he says, in a voice that sounds like 3 voices layered atop each other.

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"I am so very, very tired of people calling me that." She moves with the pull of the tall man's hand and uses the momentum to drive an arm into his stomach.

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He does not seem to be made of flesh. He feels cool and almost spongey, and her arm sinks into his stomach like dough. He folds where she’s hit him, stretching his torso forward and grinning in her face. A woman dressed in all black already stands in front of her, silent and with a face like stone. She stands in front of the exit in a way that suggests she will not move.

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She keeps moving. If he's spongey, then she will cut through him. Maybe there's another way out if she can get through the stalls - a back door of some kind? She prays, hoping He hears her at all.

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The man folds and falls but there’s a throng behind him now, all interested in the commotion. Kestrel is sat on the banister of the stairs, knees tucked up out of the way, and he grins at her.

 

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“No one here is going to help you, my dear. Give it up.”

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She keeps backing up, quickly now. Her eyes swivel as she searches for any route out at all.

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She backs into the crowd of people, all of whom want to touch her wings personally. Many of them try and grab out handfuls of feathers. Kestrel attempts to enlist them to help in returning her to him, but most of them are just interested in examining her. Insults, compliments, and bargains are shouted at her from myriad indistinguishable voices. One inhumanly pretty girl with bright white hair and her hands in shackles pats her sympathetically as she tries to shove through, and makes eye contact with her.

"We've all tried, at one point or another. It doesn't work."

Her voice is heavily accented, though not with any accent Inara has heard before. She shrinks back, nearer to the person her shackles are attached to, once she finishes her sentence.

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She steps closer to the girl, trying to get a better look at her. Is she like her? An angel of some flavor?

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She's trying as hard as she can to distance herself from Inara by now (and not succeeding very well -- the crowd is thick and they are all pushing towards her), not wanting to get caught socializing with her, but it doesn't look like there are any wings on her back.

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She launches herself at the mystery girl, trying to see if there's some way she can free her. She's got an angle grinder on her head after all.

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The crowd leaps back from her and the girl is yanked away from Inara hard by her chains.

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She growls in frustration and heads for the back of the room, using her halo to clear the way.

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Kestrel leaps up to follow her, apologizing to the crowd as he goes. She can catch snippets of it.

”A little rowdy … so sorry … keep a better handle on her next time…”

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"You will not have a next time, sinner." She continues storming away.

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"I'm hurt, truly. Look, will you stop walking away for a second? These are my friends and I really don't appreciate being made to look stupid in front of my friends. Also this could've been fun for you too if you hadn't ruined it."

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"I'm glad you're hurt, truly. I will not, and if you're stupid that's your own fault. I just want to go home."

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"Do you really think you have a home to go to?"

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"Yes!" She screams so loudly her voice cracks.

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"I don't think anyone else would agree."

He steps closer and says it quietly, almost gently. He knows he's hit a sore spot.

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"I don't care what anyone but He thinks! They don't need to agree, I belong in heaven, they'll all see..."

She stands still, knees shaking and lets out a hiccuping sob.

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He steps forward and hugs her.

"You'll be okay. You can have a home with me, and forget all about Him."

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She stares past him, unmoving. Everything hurts.

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